Face It

Andrée Seu is perhaps my favorite columnist at WORLD Magazine. A couple of weeks ago, she wrote an article about faces:

I have been thinking about faces. When I walk the dog, a face is the first thing—and in most cases the only thing—a person will see of me. If I get to thinking about the number of people who are lost, and the shortness of the time, I feel sad about all those ships passing without a gospel word.
And yet the face does pour forth speech . . .

Reading this article stimulated me to consider what my face is saying. Do I wear an angry countenance? Is pride revealed in my face? Is mine a face that bears witness against me? Or is my face cheerful? Am I illustrating a sharp countenance?
I want my face to be like that of Moses. "When Moses came down from Mount Sinai, with the two tablets of the testimony in his hand as he came down from the mountain, Moses did not know that the skin of his face shone because he had been talking with God" (Exodus 34:29, ESV). His face shone so brightly that the people were afraid; he had to wear a veil.
I want my face to show that I too have been communing with God. I want my face shine.